how nice and sweet if we can go back to the times when we were so innocent and carefree then. we play we joke we had fun. we parted ways without any worries when the sun sets cos we know we will be able to meet again the very nxt day. we were full of crazy ideas then. oblivious to the outside world. zapped everything evaporates into a mist and we can only think back the times we had with ourselves.

down the road. many things had happened to us. we lead our own lives. we grow up. we become matured. we still maintain contact.bah im gettin high aft a night round of drinking. im uttering rubbish.

samuel
150487
dunman high tjc
a little pessimistic
bored bout life


to be able to backpack
listening to music
having fun under the sun
cycling
playin piano n vln
toying with my thoughts
thinkin bout u


In the confusion, and the aftermath
You are my signal fire
The only resolution and the only joy
Is the faint spark of forgiveness in your eyes







adelene
shara
andy
esther
xinhui
kayan


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